Dave made his way through the forest slowly, fighting the random monsters he encountered.
"Alright, level 312, woo hoo! Just have to keep grinding. Baby-steps."
He was about to log-out when he got a voice-chat request. He smiled when he saw who it was from and accepted the incoming chat.
"Long Zhao, this is a surprise. You want your stuff back, don't you?"
"Excellent, I didn't think you'd accept my call. Yes, I wish to buy back the items I dropped."
"Hmm, what's your offer?"
"Market value," said the berserker.
"Huh, I'm surprised you aren't asking me to give them back to you for free."
"No, Death Stroke. You won, fair and square. But I would very much like to buy the items back from you, the chest piece is part of my armor set."
"Alright, where do you wanna meet?"
"Moria, in the town square."
"Remember I have a Kill-Order on my head. I only have ten minutes of safe time left in Moria."
"We can do this right now. I will give you the money and you can leave immediately."
